It is a noun. As far as I knew/believed it covered the concept of things considered duty for any ordinary, law-abiding, citizen. I thought that when y...ou knew of a crime, then it was your duty to report it to the police. In spite of this understanding (or is it a delusion?) I have never previously been to the police to report a crime. I’ve been there to have my passport made, back when the police did that. I’ve also once spent a night in the detention (if that’s what it’s called) the place they. She had another intense orgasm.Her release left her gasping and wedged against the car door and seat.“Look at me Marilyn”Her eyes shown wide and bright in incoming dim shaft of light from the street lamp as she blinked at me. She braced her palms flat against the seat and nervously licked her lip.I smiled knowingly as I fingered her, “No more for you tonight baby. You need to please your ME now”“What are you going to make me do Mike?” She pleaded, her voice quivering.“I want you learn to suck. "What do you want me to do?" I think it would be better if you started the bath water. I don't want to fall on my face into the tub. And, I'm afraid, I am going to need some help getting my shorts off."I reached into the tub enclosure and turned on the hot water, letting it run over my wrist. "Make it as hot as you can stand it," she said. I did. And when the water was rushing into the tub satisfactorily, I turned back to Mom.I knelt in front of her, looking down at her feet. Reaching up, I. “Yeah, I’d like that,” I said.As we walked out everyone looked at me and Phil. I saw Roc Pearson, the formerly home-schooled guy I’d run across yesterday. I was glad he and his sister would go to public school this year. I waved at him and he came over. He had three guys with him. Two of them looked like mountains and the other was a skinny kid.“My man, I see you worked it out to be able to play,” I said, giving him a fist bump.“I didn’t know you had a little brother,” Roc said.“Actually, I.